pre dawn, morns early light, a scattering of clouds,
remnants of a hurricane from mexico, dust the sky pink and red...
illuminating wild flowers...
while dragonflies ply the winds
good dogs wait and watch...
a hummingbird bathed in a freshly watered rose
plunging its body
and cupping its wings
fluttering in the drenched rose petals
leaving fresh and clean with the sweet smell of roses trailing in the breeze
indoors, the cat languishes too high and dangerous for my liking...
a crash on exit feels imminent
as the sun arcs high
vivid sunsets from residual smoke and ash in the valley radiate far and wide